Prejudices are good, something to cling onto when things try to drown you. So what if life might curdle and stink out your room….bleeuuurghhh…ain't all that bad when your belly's full of bile and your heart's filled with hate. Just look at Slipknot. They're having one hell of a time up there tonight and, without bogging themselves down in all that melody and words bulls**t, who can blame them? My prejudice bone said they was stoopid and stoopid they sure is.
Satan? Pah. They're no more emissaries of the darkside than Harry fu**ing Potter but get on the bus, sunshineTHIS - IS - SLAPSTICK so get laughing. This is custard pies and big shoes and fat people kicking each other up the arse until they fall over. Ok, so they're not as funny as So Sold Crew but then, who is?? Slipknot are still laugh-till-you-trump hilarious, which in these grey days is MORE than enough jam to have slathered all over your toast.
'People = Shit' opens the proceedings and it's as a winner. Smoke bombs guff and flares explode and the whole arena goes monkey-fu**ing-mental. What seems like a hundred battling bozo's careen across stage and as far as the eye can see 12-year-old dominatrixes are clambering up onto their daddy's shoulders to get a better look. Devil signs Wahoo!! F**k you Dad and keep still will you, I'm trying to headbang up here!
'Left Behind', 'Disasterpiece', 'New Abortion'….the teletubbies after a chemical attack couldn't look more ragged or sound more peeved. And the kids love it. September 11th might have put this tour back a few months but by Christ it was worth waiting for. The worst band you'll see this year? Of course. The best pantomime this side of Russ Abbot and Bella Emberg at the Bradford Alhambra? You betcha, busters! Slipknot=rock like sh*t=stink and remember, sh*t still stinks even if you put a little mask on it and call it nu metal….Slipknot, tonight you did your country proud and we here in London salute you.
